The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 69 Whale (Please read and vote)
...Many people are asking, if the conscienceless cannon is so powerful and easy to manufacture, why did it completely disappear from our army after the Korean War?

It's very simple. If there are enough real artillery, who would want to use that thing?

The range is too close, and the opponent is not dead. Will he let you set up right under his nose? The accuracy is also quite difficult to control, and you can only estimate it roughly.

Anyway, this thing is okay for attacking the Japanese artillery towers, and it is also a last resort for attacking the Japanese on the front battlefield...

...Excerpt from Hu Biao's diary collection "Hu Shuo"...

Thanks to Hu Biao and his team for making all kinds of preparations at all costs before this war.

At this time, poison gas is spreading on the position, and a small group of Japanese soldiers who have taken proper protection are about to rush into the position in such a terrible situation.

Hu Biao still has some tricks up his sleeve that have not been used, which should be able to be used to deal with the situation.

Unfortunately, he wasn't sure if this method would work.

Moreover, with the battlefield filled with poisonous gas, it would be quite difficult to use such a method.

However, in order to hold the position, no matter how many difficulties there are, we must overcome them and use this method.

Specifically, Hu Biao, who covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel in one hand, glanced around quickly and saw AT who was still coughing loudly despite the same behavior.

After rushing over quickly, he shouted urgently:

"Quick, quick, use the conscienceless cannon to greet the Japs."

That's right! Hu Biao's so-called trump card was the conscienceless cannon he had always placed high hopes on. Even in the most intense battles before, he had never shouted such an order.

The purpose is to give the Japanese a hard blow at this critical moment.

When Hu Biao covered his mouth and the somewhat distorted command reached his ears, AT's spirit immediately tensed up.

He knew that whether the position could be held during the Japanese attack depended entirely on his own performance.

After realizing this, the pretty boy felt an incredible pressure like a mountain; as a result, because of the pervasive poisonous gas, he couldn't even take a deep breath to calm down.

He twisted his thigh hard, and the instantaneous severe pain made his mind clearer.

This white-collar worker in the modern dimension gritted his teeth and began to act.

He first opened his stinging eyes, and through the poisonous gas in front of him, he looked at the attacking Japanese troops from a distance.

The group that was at the front and had the largest number of people were selected as the next targets.

Then he used gestures to call the three members of the unscrupulous artillery operation team around him to take action together immediately.

It should be noted that this unscrupulous artillery team has a total of 10 people including him, who can operate two cannons and fire at the same time.

But up to now, there are only 4 people left, including the AT, and they can only operate a heartless cannon.

AT took the lead and ran a few steps, dragging out an oil drum with an iron hoop from an anti-artillery hole.

After dragging the oil barrel with one hand with great effort, he ran to a hole that had been dug in advance and was in a suitable location some distance behind him.

As mentioned earlier, digging a slanted hole is to offset the pressure during firing. If it is placed directly, the barrel may explode.

If such a thin iron barrel can be considered a gun barrel.

When he ran to the chosen pit, if his mouth had not been covered with a towel, AT would have cursed out loud on the spot.

Because in the previous artillery attack, although no shells hit here directly and collapsed the hole, a lot of mud and sand fell down during the vibration, making it impossible for the iron bucket to fit in.

What to do? Dig with your hands.

AT knelt on the ground, lowered half of his body, and quickly dug the soil with one hand, but after a few digs, his fingers that were used to touching the mouse and keyboard were worn out.

It took fifteen or sixteen seconds to dig the hole into enough space.

AT pushed and kicked the iron barrel and finally got it into the hole.

He looked back again, and with a level of mental energy that had not been used up during the college entrance examination, he estimated the distance, flight trajectory, landing point, and the speed of the Japanese.

He didn't care whether it was right or wrong, and gave a look to the three brothers who followed him.

A very simple command was conveyed: follow the training process and launch immediately.

Following previous drills, one of the men placed the small explosive packs used for thrust into the bottom of the oil drum, leaving the fuse facing upwards. The AT-engineered cannon was unscrupulous, so the launch packs and explosive packs used weren't pull-type, but rather the kind that required ignition.

So when the launch pack was stuffed in, AT took out a box of matches and signaled to the brother who had stuffed the explosive pack in:

In cooperation, he held the match in one hand, and the other party used one hand to light the match and ignite the small explosive pack used for launching.

This matter is simple to describe, but in the current bad environment, it is not so easy to cooperate.

The brother cooperated with AT and the two spent several seconds, but failed to light the match after three consecutive times. The Japanese advanced at an extremely fast speed.

If they delay any longer, they will miss the landing point that AT has calculated.

AT, with anxiety in his heart and red eyes, gave it his all.

First, he raised his sleeve to wipe the itchy and painful area, his eyes already filled with tears from the smoke; then he made a crazy move and released his left hand that was covering his mouth and nose.

While holding his breath, he started to operate with the matches in both hands.

It worked really well when operated with both hands. I lit the match in no time and ignited the fuse of the small explosive pack.

The other two brothers did not dare to delay and waited until AT lit the fuse. One of them stuffed a round wooden board into the iron barrel that fit better and could generate more chamber pressure and make the explosive pack fly farther.

I also stepped on it with my feet to make the two fit better.

The last person stuffed in a larger explosive pack.

This large explosive pack was intended to be used to kill Japanese soldiers; so in order to ensure its lethality, AT was loaded with 20 kilograms of black powder during its production.

After the black powder was tied tightly with linen, it was wrapped with a layer of about 10 kilograms of stones, porcelain pieces, iron nails, etc.

The ignition process of the last explosive pack was also relatively smooth.

So a few seconds after it was ignited, with a loud "bang", a smoking bomb drew a beautiful arc and flew out from there.

But at this moment, AT was not in the mood to look at this beautiful arc.

He didn't even care whether the heartless cannon he fired after overcoming countless difficulties could kill the Japanese.

It was all because while igniting the two explosive packs one after the other, he used the fastest speed and held his breath as much as possible.

And the first moment after lighting the fire, he picked up the towel at his feet with his left hand and covered his mouth and nose.

But it still couldn't be avoided and some mustard gas was inhaled.

Suddenly, the mouth, throat, all respiratory tract, and even the lungs felt a burning pain; the pain was even worse than a burn.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't care about anything else.

As for the flying bomb, did it successfully land at the point calculated by AT?
Really? It was off by more than twenty meters? There were so many factors that affected the impact point of the Unscrupulous Cannon.

If you want to know where the bullet will land precisely, you might need to use a large computer to simulate and calculate many factors such as the amount of explosives, wind direction, the speed of the Japanese attack, etc. That thing can be considered a mathematical problem.

It's far from enough to rely on mental arithmetic on the AT, even if his math scores on the college entrance examination are quite good.

Fortunately, AT's efforts were not in vain. By chance, the bomb landed about ten meters away from the targets.

The explosive pack was also powerful enough to achieve the desired effect.

After the violent explosion, the fierce shock wave pushed dense stones, iron nails, and porcelain fragments to the surroundings, knocking down almost half of the Japanese squad.

Such a terrifying blow immediately made the other Japanese soldiers think that the National Army had used super-large-caliber heavy artillery.

Having never suffered such a blow before, they immediately lost the courage to attack and retreated one after another.

Even more fortunately, the dark clouds that had covered the sky early in the morning finally disappeared with a gust of wind, and heavy rain began to fall.

The strong wind blew away the poisonous gas on the battlefield, and the heavy rain washed away the mustard gas on Hu Biao and his men, preventing them from suffering any further lasting damage.

After AT tried hard to turn over and lie flat, he opened his mouth wide and let the rain fall.

When his mouth was full of rainwater, he did not swallow it directly. Instead, he gargled with his mouth and then spat out the rainwater forcefully.

From a distance, it looked like a whale coming up to the surface to breathe; funny, yet heartbreaking...

(End of this chapter)